"What was your major in college?" he asked me curiously."Computer programming," I said, grinning.He arched his eyebrows at me over that one."I can alr...ady see the government's counter claim that you set this whole thing up," he said still grinning at me. "You didn't did you? I have to ask," he said with a serious expression."I don't see how I could have. Notice the addresses on the file? Those are only generated by one computer, theirs. Also, a search of their computer's logs will show if this. Down 2 pounds from last week, and, more important, down 28 pounds in the last three months.“Close!” I texted back. Her first goal was to get below 200 pounds. Her big remaining vice was Starbucks coffee, although she had cut back from three a day to one a day ... well ... most days, only one. I had promised her a gift card when she got below 200.I checked the clock. 5:30. The nice thing about the hotel where I usually stayed for these trips, aside from it being a quick four-block walk to the. He walked over to the closet and pulled out a clothes hanger and gave it to me. I asked him what it was and he said it was my new birthday suit. All of us started laughing and I laughed too and asked if that was the only color they had. Norris spoke up and said I should go try it on and show everyone how well it fits. I told everyone I would be back and went upstairs. I took the clothes hanger with me. I didn’t have time to prepare myself for this, but started thinking that tonight will. If I'm going to pay the price, the least I'm going to do is have a real, bad-ass, don't-look-at-me-that-way-or-I'll-kick-your-ass sin to atone for.I go to church all the time now, just to embarrass my parents. It's my way of getting back at them for sending me to that camp.Do I sound bitter? Not at all. Nope. I'm just having some fun with it.Oh, the camp? Yeah. That's what you asked about, isn't it, O?I'll smut it up if you want. Let me know. Then you can blast it out to the smutverse if you.